You are here for but an instant, and you mustn't take yourself too seriously
Death, only, renders hope futile.
In one respect at least the Martians are a happy people, they have no lawyers.
If I had followed my better judgment always, my life would have been a very dull one.
Could it be that there were other things more desirable than cold logic and undefiled brain power?
The time has arrived when patience becomes a crime and mayhem appears garbed in a manner of virtue